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Radiance Through the Wounds
April 22, 1956, Dear Diary, This morning felt like a gift. The sky was all golden and pink when I opened the curtain, and I could smell the ...

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Dear Diary, This Monday has been a peaceful one, though my thoughts have been busy ever since Father Leroy’s homily this morning. He preache...
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January 22, 1956 Dear Diary, This morning, Robert managed to get his pickup started, much to everyone’s relief. He picked us up for church,...
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October 1, 1955 Dear Diary, This morning, Sister Mary Claire and I attended early morning Mass for the last time at the church by the lake...
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